[ the stark response made her laugh, loud and bright, something river wasn't sure she'd find here and certainly not so soon. maybe looting the room was the right choice after all. she watched him picked up his shirt before draping the one in her hands over her shoulder ( her "keep" pile staying mobile ) and picking up a tight-fitted skirt with a wrinkle of her nose. ]
Three hours, six minutes, and twenty one seconds.
[ twenty two, twenty three... she tossed the skirt over her shoulder and picked up the next thing. ]
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Three hours, six minutes, and twenty one seconds.
[ twenty two, twenty three... she tossed the skirt over her shoulder and picked up the next thing. ]
Tài zhǎng qiě bùgòu zhǎng. What about you?